In the Zhen World, Liu Jiu's eyes suddenly glowed with light, and he shouted: "Don't resist forcefully!"

He knew that Fang Qing's current understanding of the mysteries of space was too shallow to be able to contend with the space cracks formed by the chaotic laws of space. Forcibly resisting would only lead to physical and mental destruction.

Click! Click! Click! Poof!

It was too late. Fang Qing seemed to have been chopped into pieces by a thousand knives. There were countless wounds all over his body. Every wound exposed the bones. It was extremely miserable. His face was pale and pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately.

With a thought in his mind, an even more elusive power appeared strangely in Fang Qing's body. It was the addition of the power to suppress the world, and it was a concrete manifestation of the rules and order of space.

The next moment, Fang Qing's body disappeared from the same place. The most puzzling thing is that sparks were flying in the direction where he was just now, and countless space cracks criss-crossed, forming a skynet, wrapping a mysterious thing

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As if something had been touched by the mysterious Zhen World, the land produced space cracks at a faster speed. Endless space cracks covered the entire area, strangling all tangible things. Anyone who did not escape from this place would be destroyed physically and mentally.

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I don't know how much time has passed, but this space once again became quiet. Many space cracks slowly dissipated. At the same time, the mysterious vortex disappeared strangely, and the space barrier was so strong that it was unimaginable.

The cross-border array still continues to shine, and the spiritual energy of the outside world pours into this place crazily from all directions, over and over again, never stopping.

This space is like a paradise of immortals, with colorful spiritual energy flowing in the void, mist rising, and then wisps of drizzle falling, which is caused by the liquefaction of spiritual energy.

However, it was said that Fang Qing had escaped into the world of Zhen. At this moment, he was lying on the silver-black land, completely in a coma. His whole body was in tatters, with bones exposed. The bones in many places had already been broken, and the land was stained red with blood.

"Cough cough cough!"

I don't know how much time passed, but under the nourishment of Zhenshijie's rich spiritual energy, Fang Qing slowly opened his eyes, coughed violently, his face was still pale, and the depths of his eyes were filled with fear.

Sitting up with difficulty, Fang Qing endured the severe pain, and with a thought, he ingested three jade bottles. They were three bottles of low-grade holy-level health elixirs, and they were Fang Qing's trophies.

The trauma suffered this time is not trivial. It is already very difficult to heal the wound with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth alone. A health-preserving pill enters the mouth, and the Glazed Immortal Meridian slowly circulates. Soon, the pure medicinal power flows through the limbs and bones, and is covered by Fang Qing's flesh and blood.

absorbed by bones.

In this way, one health-preserving elixir entered the body one after another, turning into extremely pure energy, constantly repairing the terrible wounds.

In this way, the wounds on Fang Qing's body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. A quarter of an hour later, a full eighteen pills entered the body, which was extremely rare in Fang Qing's cultivation journey.

Even the Thunder Dao True Dragon of that day could not severely damage him to this point. The power of the space crack was earth-shattering and beyond the imagination of people.
Chapter completed!